"Then I'll leave first. You have to listen carefully to Sister Mu."
Murong Yun glanced at Hua Le one last time, and then handed her little hand to Sister Mu on the side.
Seeing the little girl nodding obediently as always, she followed the rest of the team with peace of mind.
Because Shui village was poor and there were very few horses, so the fifty or so people went there on foot.
Among the group of people, only Murong Yun wore the thinnest clothes. Because Hua Le had no spiritual energy, Murong Yun gave her the fox fur.
Although Sister Mu also gave Murong Yun a coat, the furs in the cottage were all variegated rabbit fur, which was not even enough for her own use, so Murong Yun did not take it, but gave it to other brothers who wanted to go robbing together.
She possesses spiritual energy, and by reaching the seventh level, she is not only able to ride on the wind, but is also protected from cold and heat. Wearing more clothes would be a burden.
The fifty or so people selected by Shui Changming were all skilled in martial arts, so they walked very slowly in this late night with heavy wind and snow.
They are all hot-blooded men. Knowing that they are doing something big this time, they are all very excited.
"When I come back this time, I will get some grain to exchange for my wife. It is said that in many villages, you can exchange some grain for a girl."
"I heard about it too, take me with you!"
"Look at your potential, can you have some dreams? I want to exchange for the most beautiful one!"
"......"
Murong Yun followed in the middle of the team, listening speechlessly as these fools, who were over 1.8 meters tall, expressed their ambitions. They all said that men have ambitions in all directions.
But for the fools in Shui village... marrying a wife is probably a big deal.
It's surprisingly simple, but there's also some happiness in it.
If all the ambitious people in the world had the same aspirations as them, then there wouldn't be many tragedies in this world.
For example, Li Su who is bent on revenge, or those ambitious vassal kings...
Thinking of Li Su, Murong Yun's eyes dimmed, and she didn't know if there were any changes in the main plot during her absence in Liujing...
The wind and snow tonight were extremely heavy and fierce, and the cold wind made it difficult for anyone to open their eyes. Although Murong Yun was not afraid of the cold, the wind was really uncomfortable, so she used some spiritual energy to protect her whole body, and she felt better.
"Although the wind and snow are severe, it is a good thing. The snowy slope is very steep. Once the carriages and horses go up, they will not be able to stop before reaching the top of the slope."
"Otherwise, they will roll all the way down. If they don't want to roll away, they must drive the carriages and horses all the way. The carriages and horses of the thousand stones grain are enough to exhaust them."
Shui Changming held up the torch that was swaying in the wind and almost extinguished. Looking at the heavy snow, he felt a little lucky in his heart.
And of course they had no intention of directly facing the escort team of the grains. Shui Changming, who was familiar with the terrain, had already found another better place.
There is also a cliff on one side of the snowy wind slope. If you can climb up from the path and use the wind tonight to spread the "Jian Feng Dao", at least half of the people will be fascinated.
The rest of the people, apart from spiritual cultivation, aren’t they easy to catch?
Shui Changming grew up in this area and knew every corner of it.
Not to mention the brothers who grew up in the water village, among this group of people, Murong Yun was the only one who was unfamiliar with the terrain and mountain roads, but with his strength, he was able to follow them.
After about another stick of incense, the group climbed to the cliff on the side of snowy slope. Looking down from the cliff, a hundred meters away, they saw the long grain team with torches below.
At this time, most of the grain trucks had already gone up the slope, repairing in the leeward area, and setting up camp with bright fires. It seemed that they planned to spend the night on this slope tonight.
"Very good, most of them are very tired, it's just an opportunity to make a move!"
Shui Changming held up the torch and carefully observed the expressions of the people below. When he saw that they were really tired, his face instantly relaxed.
After taking off the package on her body, inside, Sister Mu had spent the whole night making a "Jian Feng Dao".
Murong Yun looked at it as if he saw several kilograms of flour...
This time, everyone had brought enough bows and arrows in advance. When they saw that they were ready to take action, they all took off the wine bottles from their waists, drank two sips of strong wine, warmed their bodies, and loosened their knuckles.
Murong Yun also followed the trend, uncorked the wine, and took a sip. Then he was startled. The hot wine was very strong, and she was very high after taking one sip.
However, this wine has a slight sweetness, the taste of maltose... It seems that the little girl Hua Le added her precious maltose to the wine.
Murong Yun felt dumbfounded for a moment, and after taking two more sips, her whole body felt warm.
During this period, Shui Changming had already covered his mouth and nose with cloth, wrapped the medicinal powder in the silk cloth, and then tied it on the arrow. Behind him, several people who were good at bows and arrows also imitated him.
In the dark night, without the people below noticing, the bows and arrows on top were all ready to go.
Just as a gust of wind blew up, Shui Changming shouted: "Let go!"
Dozens of arrows were pierced with a large amount of poison, and they were all shot downwards, followed by another arrow, which directly pierced the medicine bag on the first bow and arrow. The poison followed the wind and snow, and became solid.
"Enemy attack!!!"
Below, when the sound of bows and arrows sounded, there were keen spiritual practitioners in the food team who heard the sound and rose up. Unfortunately, even so, they did not expect that the enemy would throw poison from high altitude.
For a moment, the powder sent into the air by the wind filled everyone's noses. Mortals without the ability to cultivate spirits were almost lost in the next moment and could only be reduced to fish meat.
At this time, between the pines and cypresses on the cliff, someone stopped holding the spiritual energy in their hands and looked up with interest.
Just at this moment, he saw a woman in white jumping down from the high cliff. She was wearing a white robe and her black hair was flying, like a white butterfly, flying in the wind and snow.
In contrast, there were some ordinary soldiers who fell down below.
When Murong Yun was falling, her hands had already scattered enough seeds downwards. In an instant, the rose seeds that should have been born in the warm spring grew tenaciously in the cold wind with full spiritual energy.
The green vine leaves are particularly obvious in the firelight.
"Is it you??!!!"
Murong Yun just landed on the ground, relying on the protection of the ubiquitous vines, she could move freely among the few spiritual cultivators who were not fascinated, and whipped away a non-sighted spiritual cultivator with a whip.
As soon as she turned around, she heard this somewhat familiar male voice with gritted teeth.
She looked toward the sound, squinting her eyes and looking carefully at the man covering his mouth and nose and waving, but she couldn't recognize it.
The other party was so angry that he directly talked about the machete in his hand. While blocking the arrows that continued to fall from the sky, he yelled at Murong Yun: "Tell me, where did you hide that little brat!"
Little brat? Listening to this unflattering name and this irritable tone, isn't it the same person who kidnapped Hua Le earlier and gave her the poisonous needle from the underworld?
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